"They'd not dare run without them.

Look and see if you can't spot their headlights.

Their taillight we smashed with a pistol shot." On and on swept the biplane.

As the late moon came up higher, the way became brighter, until they could distinguish the road below quite plainly.

But nothing like a touring car came into view.
"They must have had more time than we thought, or else they ran mighty fast," remarked Dick, after several miles had been covered.
Presently they saw two bright lights coming towards them, down on the road.